Why I Love Christmas

November 28, 2018

Christmas is my favorite time of year and it’s just around the corner! There’s so much to do: the presents, the howliday parties, friends and family dropping treats. I mean dropping by. Friends and family dropping by. Heh, heh, I crack myself up.

I especially like it when my Aunt Tedwina comes to visit. I actually was named after her because we look so much alike. Every year, she insists on making us her famous rum cake. As it bakes, the delicious aroma fills my greedy hound snout and I drool in anticipation. Unfortunately, I’ve yet to taste it, because she always forgets where she puts it. Come to think of it, she always forgets where she puts the bottle of rum, too. Hmm?

I’m also super excited to see all the pretty Christmas decorations! The lights, the music, it’s all so magical! It’s our first Christmas here and we can’t wait to see downtown Woodstock all lit up! Kinda like Aunt Tedwina.

And I can’t wait to spend Christmas without my old nemesis neighbor, Mr. Johnson. Boy, was he a pain in my fur pants! One time, I was walking with a hot little she-dog and he yelled out, “Hey little lady! Did you know that Teddy here wants 10 kids?” She shot me a look of complete horror, yelped and hightailed it outta there faster than a jackrabbit on a date. I hollered, “Not those kinda kids! I want goats! I want 10 GOATS!”

So, yes, I’m thrilled that Mr. Johnson’s outta the picture. Although, I did spot him on the trail the other day.

Probably my favorite part of the holidays, though, is giving back. Last year, mom and I organized a Christmas card drive with my social media fans and we ended up hand-delivering more than 300 holiday cards, all personally addressed with a little note inside, to local senior citizens. They appreciated them so much, and our hearts were so full I thought they’d burst.

As I write this, I’m not sure what we’ll be doing this year, but we’ll be sure to spread more love and happiness, because that’s what it’s all about. That, and rum cake. Definitely rum cake. Aaawooooooo!

P.S. If you didn’t catch it, you can read all about me in the October issue of TowneLaker. In a nutshell, I’m the new man — er, dog — about town. You’re welcome, ladies.

By Teddy the Spaz Man, a social media dog and not-so-humble Hallmark star living in downtown Woodstock.